Chapter 89: Don't stop on my behalf

"I'm deciding whether to fuck you hard or not fuck you at all." He said, his head tilted like he was really deciding between the two.

Why?

Why did those dirty words turn me on even more?

Desire filled me.

"Do you want my input?" I asked him in a desperate attempt. Adrian grinned down at me, and the sound did more to me than I would ever admit. If he asked me for anything right now, I would do it. I might as well have been a servant for him.

"You got to take care of what belongs to you." I said in a convincing tone. His hand covered my breast, making me moan loudly. He pinched my nipple. "Will you admit it then? That you're mine?" He asked me. His hand went past my waist, down to my hip, right on my naked skin. "Maybe if you convince me." I responded. My mind was urging him to continue with me. The hand on my naked skin felt like fucking heaven. His other hand was still next to me on the bed, and I wanted it to be on me so badly.

His hand suddenly released my hip. His head came d